Adventures of Lilaca, part 2

Adventures of Lilaca
Chapter Two: In Which Lilaca Goes On a Quest and Has a Little Trouble

“Alrighty now,” Lilaca said as she closed up the petal that she used to enter her house. She had decided to go on the quest, so naturally she had to pack some stuff. “I’ll need clothes…yes…hmm…and maybe some food…oh yeah...” Lilaca murmured as she stuffed as much as she could into her dragonskin suitcase. “I mean, what do you need on a quest? Hmm, maybe I should stop by the blacksmith shop to get something like a sword...a spear would be nice….”
Lilaca wasn’t a very good packer, so naturally, she forgot some things. She managed to leave behind a grand total of three objects: her case of extra Pixie dust, the jar of Ambrosia that she had planned to put in her bag but had accidentally left on the counter, and her good pair of Mary Janes.
“Alright, Iris’s castle is to the north...so I guess I’ll go north.” Lilaca set off in that direction.

After a few minutes, she reached the brook running on the north side of Stonebrook, her village. She stepped onto a stone bridge that led to the other side of the creek. On the other side, she ran into her other best friend, Rose. Rose was the daughter of Stonebrook’s mayor, Micheleron.
“Hi, Rose,” said Lilaca.
“Hi. Where are you going?” Rose asked.
“Oh, I’m going on a quest to get wings,” Lilaca replied.
“Oh, cool!” Rose said. “Earlier this morning Daddy mentioned something about a Faery in Ivyleaf setting out on a quest and returning with wings, but I thought he was just joking. He sometimes isn’t that practical. Anyway, why am I holding you back? Go on, and good luck!”
“Thanks!” Lilaca replied, and walked on.
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A few hours later, Lilaca reached a small pond. A mosquito flew past her head and was immediately caught by a small trapleaf. Lilaca saw some bigger trapleafes on the other side that looked like they were around seven feet tall, but she would worry about those later. She walked halfway around the pond to gather some Starberries to munch on, then took a short nap on a lily pad.
Lilaca woke up forty-five minutes later. It was almost dusk, and the sky to the west was a pinkish orange. She jumped off of the lilly pad onto the rocky bank, and set off around the north side of the pond. There she saw what looked like a large, thick, green stalk. Then a green, taco-shaped mouth bent down and looked down at her with an eye on its stalk. “Oi,” moaned Lilaca softly, as the mouth came down just over her head.

Originally written for KidVIEW magazine (issue #2), published by HAHSA kids.
To be continued…